Chapter 75

When I see Jon Arryn sit down on the chair in front of me, I lean forward and say.

"I hope you have a good explanation for this, Lord Arryn. I sent my healer to this place out of the kindness of my heart but you spit my kindness and even stomp it to the mud."

I look at him, thinking about the next word he wants to say because if the next word he says does not satisfy me, he knows that he will get into trouble. What I'm worried about is the King. If he thinks we will be easily defeated just because we did not have the number, he has a nasty surprise waiting for him.

We have something that he did not have Magic. Most of the people in Lunaria are descendants of Valyrian. They have Magic in them. Even though their mana core is small, they can cast Magic that can make the army have a difficult time.

Maybe they would have had a chance if they attacked us a year ago but now? We are stronger and can defeat them.

"I cannot express how sorry I'm. I'm ashamed to admit it but the High Septon is doing this on his own accord."

"And his little activity killed my people."

"They are just sailors."

"But they are still my people. I'm their King. I will protect my people. I will protect them without looking at their status. I will protect even a shit picker in Lunaria because they are my people. Don't compare me to other kings who only see the noble and high-born people. I'm not them."

I look at him right in the eyes and see him look at mine for a few seconds before releasing a tired sigh.

"I'm sorry for my ill word, King Viserys. However, my words still stand, I'm as surprised as you, your majesty. High Septon and the Faith Militant is an independent entity in the Seven Kingdom, you should know about this."

"Oh, I know about this. What I don't know is how the Royal Power over its religion has deteriorated that much since my father's death. The church is the church, it was the place to pray and worship, not a place to attack other people."

"That rule was not created by the current King, King Viserys. It was created by your ancestor. Don't give all the blame to the royal family as they cannot erase the rule that existed a hundred years ago."

"Then why not order them to retreat? They are marching their army without a notice from their King after all."

"Because we can't do that. It needs all the agreement of all Small Council members and the King."

"Ahhh, I see. Well, I guess I can forgive you for not being able to order to retreat back to their home. However, there is still the problem of them killing my people."

"What do you want? What do you want for not declaring war against us?"

"I want him to be gone."

"Who? The High Septon? We can't kill him. He is too high profile to be killed."

"No. Take away his power. I want him to step down and be replaced."

Just as Jon Arryn was about to speak, the door to our meeting slammed open, and I could see an obese man walk inside the room as if it was his home. Why the hell did they let him walk inside the room? If he uses the other side of the door, my men will knock him unconscious and kill his men.

"High Septon! What is the meaning of this?!"

"Hmph! I should know you will have a talk with a heretic, Lord Hands."

"This is an important talk for the future of the Realm!"

"Hmph! The future of the Realm is the future where the Heretic is gone! We need to burn them in spikes for their sin is corrupting the world! We need to kill them all! We need to drive them away from the land for they are the vermin in the eyes of the Seven Divines! We cannot let them spread their corruption any longer!"

I slam my hand on the table and break it. I glare at the fat man in front of me and flare all of my bloodlust around the room. I can see the fat man fall to the ground gasping for air, and many of the soldiers he brings fall unconscious. I did not want him to go unconscious and reduce the amount of bloodlust directed at him.

I continue flaring my bloodlust and mana for a few seconds before stopping. Then, finally, I take a deep breath and say.

"It looks like I understand the problem, Lord Arryn. We will not be enemies for now. However, don't see this as forgiveness. No. See this as a warning for you and your people. Lunaria is not a lizard, we are a dragon that will burn you all if you provoke us. Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus, Never tickle a sleeping dragon. We are the sleeping dragon and you guys keep tickling us."

Before getting out of the room, I cast my strongest unlucky curse at the High Septon without anyone noticing. Let's see how long people will notice that the 'God' is punishing him and how long until the people start thinking that the Black Death is the punishment of the Gods that spread to them.

Now, the only thing I need to do is to get away from this place before he accuses me of cursing him even though I'm really cursing him.

~A moment later~

"Thank you! Your majesty!"

"Thank you for helping my wife!"

"Have a nice trip!"

"Here is fresh smoked meat for your journey!"

"Here are the clothes I personally make!"

Bloody hell. There were too many people on the dock thanking us. I politely wave at them and take the gift for my people and me. It looks like Natalia and her team heal many people in this place and are grateful for me sending them here.

After giving some gift of twenty vials of the potions for the Black Death to Lord Leyton for his hard work in protecting my people while they are staying in this place and risking being branded as a heretic, we get into our ship.

I cannot wait to hear the news about the High Septon's curse, and I also need to put a law to ban all Faith in my Kingdom. That sounds a bit overboard, but I'm feeling a bit petty now. I want to see him suffer.